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When Regina woke up the next morning Emma was half on top of her just like she had been the morning before. She smiled softly at the sleeping blonde and stroked her curls gently not wanting to wake her. Emma seemed calm in her sleep even with how she was asleep. Regina felt rage consuming her once more as she remembered the things the blonde had told her the night before, vowing once more to finish off that pirate's life no matter what it would cost her. She felt Emma shift her position as she slept and fought a moan as her leg pressed directly into her core. Regina breathed slowly, trying to calm her heartbeat, and her eyes closed tightly as Emma's hand caressed her breast over her T-shirt, her nipple hardening instantaneously with the touch. "Oh my God." Regina sighed trying to focus on something other than the feel of Emma's fingers slowly massaging her nipple. She looked down for the blonde's face trying to see if she was still sleeping and her quiet breathing indicated she was.
Emma groaned in her sleep and Regina felt a wave of pleasure flow through her body directly to her clit making it throb. "Emma, honey." She sighed, deciding that the best thing to do was to wake her up before the situation fled from her control and they would end up in some embarrassing situation. "Emma..." Regina tried again and the blonde mumbled something incomprehensible squeezing lightly on her breast. Regina whimpered as another wave of pleasure rippled through her body. She closed her eyes tightly once more and brought her free hand to Emma's cheek caressing her cheek softly. "Emma, my dear..."
"Hmm" Emma mumbled against Regina shirt.
"You have to wake up."
"I don't want to. It's good here and I'm having the best dream."
"Are you?" Regina chuckled lightly.
"Yes." Emma hummed squeezing the brunettes breast once more.
"And what are you dreaming about?" Regina gasped when Emma rolled her nipple between her fingers over the fabric of her shirt. "Oh my God."
That seemed to wake Emma and she hurled herself away from Regina, almost falling out of bed as she did so. "Oh, shit! Regina I'm sorry." Emma stared at her with wide eyes and open mouth. Her face becoming a shade of red like a tomato. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't- I'm not"
"Emma it's okay." Regina said softly seeing the embarrassment on the blonde's face. "You were sleeping. It's not your fault."
"I was touching you-" Emma got up quickly and left the room before Regina could say anything. The brunette sighed in frustration and got up to prepare for the day. She knew that Emma was mortified at what had happened, but the truth was that she didn't care. The only reason she decided to wake the blonde was to try to avoid such a situation and now she had. Regina cursed and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower. She would need it. Her sex throbbed, painfully aroused and she could feel her panties drenched. "Oh, Emma." Regina sighed as she turned on the shower and switched the water temperature to cold. "I wish it had an extra cold temperature."
When Regina left the bath, she didn't find Emma anywhere. Only the breakfast prepared and the table set for her.
"Emma." She sighed and ate in silence as she thought about everything that had been going on in the last few days since the blonde arrived. For years all she had wanted to do was wake up hugging Emma Swan, her scent, her body against hers, her touch... The conversation the night before was still fresh in her mind and she knew she would have to talk to the blonde about this. She couldn't keep her feelings to herself. Not after Emma opened up for her.
"Good Morning." Sabine greeted her as she entered the kitchen. "Any word from Jacinda?"
"Not yet." Regina sighed. "She left before I woke up and so far, she has not returned. I hope everything is fine and that she gets Lucy back now that Victoria is in prison."
"Me too." Sabine sighed and joined her for breakfast. "Where's Emma?"
"I don't know."
"Did you argue?"
"No." Regina smiled. "Not exactly."
"Roni..."
"We didn't argue, it was just... a misunderstanding , if I can call it that"
Sabine raised her eyebrows, but gained no further information, though she suspected, through Roni's mischievous smile that whatever that misunderstanding had been, she enjoyed it.
They finished eating in silence, and Sabine told Roni that she could go ahead to the bar and she'd clean up after breakfast. The brunette said good-bye to her and went downstairs, finding Emma behind the counter with her posture rigid and her gaze focused on a point ahead. "Emma, what-" She broke off when she saw what the blonde was looking at. Henry and Drizella were sitting at one of the more secluded tables and he was videotaping her, probably for his blog. "Hey, look at me." Regina asked gently, touching Emma's chin so that she would turn to her.
"Hey." The blonde smiled weakly. "Sorry for running out early. I-"
"There's no need to apologize." Regina touched her arm gently, stroking up and down slowly.
Emma just nodded. She didn't know what to say or do. She was afraid to take a step and ruin everything before it really started.
They kept their eyes locked on each other for a while, and it was only when they heard Henry's voice that the bubble around them seemed to dissolve. Before Emma could move Regina stepped out from behind the counter and approached them.
"Henry!" Regina smiled at him. "The back door is jammed again could you..."
"Of course."
"Your friend Emma Swan can't do that? We're in the middle of something here." Drizella interrupted with a cynical smile.
"It's no problem at all." Henry got up and started walking. "And this time it's only going to cost you two beers." He said over his shoulder, laughing.
"Stay away from my son." Regina's voice was low and dangerous.
"Or what?" Drizella arched a challenging eyebrow. "What will the Evil Queen do?" It must have been hard for the dear mother to see the sad look of her dear son, to know that his heart was broken and that it was her fault. "
"Careful, you brat." Emma's voice next to her ear made Regina turn to look at her. "You may think you have everything under control here, but I will not let you destroy my family."
"Oh, but I don't have to do that." She smiled innocently. "You did it when you chose Killian Jones."
Regina grabbed Emma's wrist in time to keep the blonde from hitting the girl. "It's not the time, Emma. Not yet." She whispered against her ear, holding her by the waist.
"But you don't want the curse broken any more than I do." She teased and walked away, leaving the two women behind.
Regina let out a breath that she didn't realize she was holding and pressed her forehead to Emma's shoulder. The blonde closed her eyes with the act so simple but at the same time so intimate. As if they had done it a thousand times. She reached for Regina's hand on her waist and interlaced her fingers, squeezing lightly, silently saying that everything would be all right. "Thanks." Emma whispered, turning to Regina, and hugging her.
(…)
Emma came in carrying the heavier bags as Sabine came in behind with the rest of the groceries. She smiled at Regina and went straight to the brunette's apartment where, with Sabine's help, she put everything away. With any luck until the end of that week they would take everything to the food truck where Jacinda and Sabine would soon be working most of the time.
"I still cannot believe that social services took Lucy instead of leaving her with Jaci." Sabine sighed as they kept their groceries.
"It sucks." Emma grumbled. "But I promise, everything will be fine. Reg- Roni and I will do our best to help."
"Why do you keep calling Roni Regina?" Sabine turned to the blonde with an arched eyebrow.
"It's our thing." Emma smiled as she thought of an acceptable excuse without messing around. "Anyway, Regina means Queen in Italian."
Sabine stared at her for a moment, not buying what the blonde was saying, but she knew there was no point in pressing for an answer. Whatever their story was, it was long, complicated, and full of things to be solved, and she knew better than to mess with it.
"Do you think this Miss Scarlet could be a problem for them?" Sabine chose to change the subject, returning the story of Lucy's custody.
"Depends on what the deal is between Jacinda and that Victoria bitch."
"Wow!" Sabine laughed. "You really don't like her, do you?"
"Do you know when you feel there is something in a particular person and that makes you aware that you can't trust her? As a bonus she is separating mother and daughter No one separates mother daughter... or son. Sometimes parents need to give up their children, so they can have a better future... "Emma felt the tears burning in her eyes, threatening to fall and turned so that Sabine wouldn't notice. "But I know this is not the case with Jacinda and Lucy. Anyone can see that she's a great mom and would never let something bad happen to her, anyone can see how much they love each other."
(…)
Henry was sitting at the counter working on a new project when a young man approached him and got into conversation when he saw what Henry was hearing.
"This is one of the best songs in the world!"
"Certainly." Henry smiled, putting the headset on the counter. "But the best of them is... Temptation." They both say it at the same time. "Henry"
"I'm Nick"
"Oh, you two have already met." Jacinda says in a tight voice as she sees them talking. "That's great." She offers a taut smile.
"Oh, you're Henry..." Nick smiles widely. "J told me that you wrote Lucy's favorite book."
Regina watches the three of them from a corner of the bar. The memories of some moments ago still very fresh in her mind. The way she held Emma's wrist and hugged her from behind to stop her from going over to Drizella and the way that act seemed so normal, so right between them, as if they'd done it their whole life. She closed her eyes for a few seconds, taking a deep breath before reaching for something to do and occupying her mind before she went crazy.
"So, you know Lucy and Jacinda?" Henry smiled trying to hide the pang of jealousy he was feeling.
"Nick is the lawyer I hired to help bring Lucy back." Jacinda interrupts in hopes that the conversation will end there, and she can talk to the man in private, but of course things will not go as she expects.
"I'm not just a lawyer. I'm Lucy's father." Nick responds, but there is no arrogance in his voice. Just a sad tone.
"Ah... Lucy's father. Cool."
"Nick," Jacinda calls out, her voice warning. "What are you doing here? I said I'd take the documents to you later."
"Yeah, but I was just passing by and I thought I could speed things up so if you have the papers here..."
The brunette sighed and picked up a folder under the counter, handing it to Nick.
"Thank you." He put the folder inside his case and said good-bye to Henry. "See you tonight, J."
"So... Lucy's father? I'm glad to see he's cool and successful."
"Believe me, this is a surprise to me too. Until this morning I had not heard from him for 10 years."
(…)
"Are you alright?" Emma asks, seeing Regina with a frown watching Henry and Jacinda.
"Of course." The brunette turns to her with a weak smile. "I didn't notice you coming."
"You were so focused on watching them that you wouldn't notice a train passing behind you." Emma teased trying to ease the tension she was seeing in Regina. "What's the problem? And don't even think about making an excuse, I have a super power. Remember?"
Regina rolled her eyes, but she smiled. The mere presence of the blonde was enough to relieve some of her tension. "I have the feeling that this day will not end well."
"What do you mean?" Emma looked at the brunette with a frown.
"Jacinda hired a lawyer to help her get Lucy back."
"That's good, isn't it?"
"Yes." Regina turned her back to where they were and looked completely at the blonde. "The problem is that here, with the curse and everything else, Jacinda thinks he's Lucy's father."
"Oh, shit." Emma breathed.
"Yes."
"We're going to fix it, Regina." Emma placed her hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently. "I came here to help you and bring our family together and that's exactly what we're going to do."
Regina smiled at her, unable to say anything. She knew that if she opened her mouth to say something she wouldnt be able to contain her tears and she would not collapse in front of everyone again. Since Emma had arrived her emotions were overwhelming in her and she didn't know how much longer she could keep them off the surface. She closed her eyes when she felt Emma's arms wrap around her in a gentle, yet strong and comforting embrace. Gradually Regina felt her body relax and put her hands around the blonde's waist holding her back. "Thank you, Emma."
Without thinking about what she was doing, Emma placed a kiss in Regina's hair and closed her eyes, feeling her scent invade her senses.
They stayed that way for a few seconds and the sound of something falling in the bar kitchen made them part.
"Maybe it's time to talk with Gold and find out if he's willing to help us." Regina said still holding Emma's waist. They were far enough to look into each other's eyes, but their hands still touched shoulders and waist.
"Do you think Gothel will bring us problems now that she's free?"
"Everything is possible. She's working with Drizella, but I still haven't figured out what they're up to."
"Maybe Rogers can help us."
"How exactly? He thinks he's responsible for her and that her safety is his duty."
"Exactly." Emma smiled. "That means he's going to keep an eye on her until he's sure she's okay, and with that we can get close enough to find out what she's up to."
(…)
When they entered the station, Regina felt the light weather surrounding the place, but when she looked at Rogers she saw that despite everything he seemed tense. Emma looked around for Gold, but there was no sign of him.
"Oh, hey, Rogers, I'm looking for Weaver. Is he around?" Regina smiled as she approached the boy's table.
"Oh, hey, Roni." Rogers smiled. "I'm afraid not. Weaver is probably out being a shady, treacherous bastard somewhere."
They both looked at each other and arched a brow at his answer.
"I heard how it all went down with Eloise. Where is she now?" Regina risked. Since Gold was not there she would try to get answers about Gothel and try to find out what her game would be now.
"She's, uh, at a transitional home. I've promised to keep watchful eye on her."
"Oh? Well, that's that kind of you." Regina exchanged a look with Emma confirming her suspicions earlier. He would eventually take them to Gothel or Drizella and perhaps they could find a way to break the curse without endangering the lives of their family. "From the sounds of it, she's not the only one who needs help. Henry told me about how Weaver used that girl, Tilly." Emma looked confused at the brunette for a moment, but with a brief nod from the other woman she was silent.
"Seems to me like she wanted to be a pawn."
"You know, people only let themselves be used when they dont have any other option, so maybe you can give her one." Regina sighed and for the tone her voice Emma knew she was not just talking about this girl. She knew enough about the brunette's story to know that in a way, Regina was talking about her too, and it made her heart ache. Everyone she loved or let approach her, used her somehow.
"Okay, I'll take a look at her." He replied reluctantly. Tilly had lied to him and it had hurt. He couldn't say exactly why. It wasn't just because that she said Eloise was dead, but something inside him said that his connection to this girl was more intense than he wanted to accept. Each time he saw her it was as if a part of him that was missing had returned and made him feel complete again, but as far as he remembered, Rogers had never seen this girl before, so he put that feeling aside.
"You're a good cop, Rogers."
He smiled weakly at her and leaned over to take the knife he'd used to cut the cake on his desk just before they entered.
"Hey, what's this?"
"Looks delicious." Emma said to no one in particular. She felt her mouth salivate when she noticed the cake.
"It's a thank you from Eloise."
"Oh." Regina smiled and before anyone could foresee her next move she took the cake and threw it in the trash next to his desk.
"Regina!" Emma's indignation was drowned out by Rogers's incredulity.
"What the hell was that for?"
"Too much sugar will kill ya." She responded by turning to the exit. Emma gave him an apologetic look and followed the brunette out of the station.
"What the hell was that?"
Regina rolled her eyes and stopped to face her when they were far enough from the place. "If I leave you on your own you will kill yourself."
"What?"
"Did not you learn anything from me?" Regina sighed heavily and took Emma's hand as she walked with her through the streets. When she realized what she was doing and tried to withdraw her hand she felt the blonde squeeze lightly and smile at her silently saying that everything was fine. "When a villain gives you something to eat, you do not eat it. Or have you forgotten the pie?"
"You're not a villain anymore." Emma shrugged.
"You're right, Emma, I'm not." Regina smiled. "But that does not apply to Eloise, or Gothel, as you prefer to call her."
"Oh." The blonde seemed to finally connect the dots and grimaced as she remembered that she had wanted a piece of cake as well. "I need to learn to say no to food."
Regina laughed, and Emma felt her heart pound. It was the first time she'd heard the brunette's laughter since they'd met again, and it was like music to her ears. She remembered that Regina's laughter was one of the things she loved most in the world and just stared at her in silence.
"What is it?" The brunette turned when she noticed that Emma wasn't walking with her.
Emma felt her cheeks flush as her gaze met Regina's, but she took a deep breath and answered. "I had forgotten, the sound of your laughter, it's beautiful."
Regina smiled widely at her and felt her cheeks burn with what Emma had said. They stood staring at each other for a few seconds, and the sound of a horn took them from their private bubble, startling them. Emma swayed, and Regina held her and once again everything seemed to disappear around them. She could feel the blonde's breath on her skin and it was sending shivers all over her body. Regina saw Emma's gaze fall to her lips and the blonde ran her tongue over her own lips, but before she could end the little distance between them another horn sounded and this time they moved away.
"Sorry." Emma muttered as she started walking toward the bar.
(…)
"Hey, Emma." Henry smiled as they entered the bar. "I'm going to take a look at Jacinda and Sabine's truck and I thought maybe you could help me."
"Hmm. Of course..." She turned to Regina, who smiled widely at her. "See you later." And once again Emma acted without thinking. She leaned toward the brunette and kissed her cheek.
"Hmm... yes. See you later." Regina felt her cheeks burn, but she couldn't help the smile spread across her face. She still didn't know exactly what was going on between them or what was going to happen, but she knew that the conversation they had the night before had changed things between them.
"Ready to get the blonde and tell her who's in charge?" Sabine's voice made Regina jump, startled.
"What?"
"Oh, come on, Roni." Sabine smirked. "Even a blind man can see the flames between you."
"I don't-"
"Keep denying it as much as you want." The brunette moved back toward the kitchen again. "I just hope I'm not around when that flame turns into a fire."
Regina rolled her eyes and went about her day's chores. Her thoughts alternated between Jacinda and Lucy, and Killian and Alice and also Gold. Whether he would help them or whether he would continue to pretend he was under the curse. She thought about what Emma had told her last night, and her mind flew to Storybrooke and to Snow and David and how they were so blind they did not realize how unhappy their daughter was. She thought of her little town. Her beloved town where she finally got everything she wanted. Not just revenge against Snow White, but also forgiveness, love, a family.
(…)
"So... you and Roni" Henry started after a while. "You..."
"No kid." Emma sighed. "It's complicated, I already told you that."
"But it doesnt have to stay complicated forever."
"You're right." Emma bent down beside him to get a key to tinker with the back of the truck while he was underneath it. "I think maybe we've taken a major step last night."
"Oh..."
"No!" Emma hastened to cut off his thought. All she didn't need was her son making assumptions about his moms in situations... well... in situations which children shouldnt think about their mothers. Even if they did not know they were their mothers. "It was not any of that, kid, we talked, and I told her things I didn't tell anyone, not even my parents, I kind of told her how I feel."
"That's great, Emma!" Henry stepped out from under the truck and turned to go to her. "And what did she say? Because I know she has feelings for you."
"She didn't say-"
"What, why not?" The boy's eyes widened, and he ran his hand through his hair. "I know she likes you. I can see that in her eyes."
"Our conversation wasn't simple, kid. The weight of the things I told her... I understand why she didnt say anything in response and I'm not going to blame her for it."
"But you can't keep running from it forever. I know Roni has feelings for you." Henry sighed. "I know her a little bit, but I feel like I've known her my whole life and when I look at her I see the way she looks at you and what I think is that she has looked at you like that since... I don't know... A long time."
Emma felt the tears burning in her eyes and turned to escape the intensity of the things her son was saying. The fact that Henry didn't know who she was, made him more confident in what he was talking about and not bothered too much about how to say it and no one had spoken to her this way about her feelings for Regina or vice versa and she knew that didn't there was no one in the world who knew them better than their son. Even though at that moment he didn't know who they really were.
"Just think of what I told you, okay?" Henry put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed softly. "I know we barely know each other and I have no right to get into your life, but I see the way you look at each other and the love that's between you. It's something you only see in fairy tales."
Emma let out a strangled laugh and unable to keep the tears from sliding down her face, but before she could say anything Sabine's voice cut off the moment and Henry came back to the front of the truck to talk to the woman while Emma was composing herself.
"Writer boy." Sabine greeted him, smiling. "What the hell are you doing here on a Friday night."
"Operation Food Truck." Henry smiled at her and looked over his shoulder to where Emma was.
"Am I supposed to know what that means?"
"It means that as soon as I get the engine running, I'm gonna install the fryers, and then I'm gonna go in the back, - and I'm gonna get the -"
Emma laughed low in the back of the truck listening Henry babbling. He'll never change when it comes to girls she thought.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait." Sabine laughed. "Does this newfound industriousness have anything to do with a former drummer-turned-lawyer who waltzed back into Jacindas life recently?"
"No. I just thought that you two might appreciate an actual working vehicle."
He threw the keys at her and left, leaving the three of them behind. Emma shook her head. She knew how Henry was feeling. She had been in this position several times and there was no easy way to fix it. She heard Jacinda's hurried footsteps coming up behind him and for a moment she allowed herself to hope they could get it right. Shortly after, she heard Nick say goodbye to Sabine and the brunette left leaving her behind. Emma thanked Henry for telling her where the extra key was and then she locked the place and went to the bar where Regina probably expected her worried that she'd been gone so long. The truck repair - part of it - had taken longer than they'd anticipated, and her phone ran out of battery.
When she entered the bar, Regina offered a relieved smile at the sight of her and Emma could do nothing but smile back.
"How was it with the truck?" Regina asked as the blonde approached the counter.
"We were able to fix a lot. Our son is really good with this mechanics thing." Emma laughed. "I think he inherited that from me "
"Yeah." Regina rolled her eyes playful.
A few minutes later the door opened again, and Henry entered. Immediately the two of them noticed his mood and he just nodded toward the reserved part of the bar. They looked at each other and with a brief nod from Regina the blonde took a bottle of whiskey and two glasses and walked to where the boy sat.
"I assume the conversation with Jacinda didn't go very well..." Emma said softly.
"I don't know where I was headed when I thought we might... you know."
"Mind if I sit down? I brought something for us." Emma smiled weakly and held the bottle in her hand.
Henry arched an eyebrow at her and pushed the chair with his foot for Emma to sit on. She set a dose for each and they had barely begun to talk when she saw Regina turning a dose behind the counter and heard footsteps in the main hall and then Gold's voice, but Henry wasn't paying attention to it. He was more concerned about drowning his pain in the doses of whiskey that bottle would offer. He began to tell her about his conversation with Jacinda and how Victoria had convinced her to give up Lucy while Regina was talking to Gold in the main hall.
"My father always said true love is not easy, but once you find it nothing can replace it." Emma said looking at where Regina was talking to Gold. "Today I know he was right, you know?"
Henry looked at her with arched eyebrows and she laughed weakly. "I didn't believe it at first, this fairy-tale nonsense, but over time I was seeing that the sense of true love was too broad, I saw my parents go through a lot of things to be together and finally have peace. I saw another couple going through more things and in the end, they managed to overcome everything and have the life they always dreamed of." Emma smiled faintly thinking of her parents and of Gold and Belle and how these four very different people in the background were looking for the same thing. Love. Acceptance. Happiness. Gold made many mistakes in his long life, but he managed to find love anyway.
"But that doesn't apply to you, does it?" Henry's voice lifted her from his thoughts. "Or me..."
"No, kid, that's where you're wrong." Emma poured another shot of whiskey into her glass and turned it all at once, looking back at Regina. "I found the true love they both talked about, but I was afraid. Fear of being rejected, afraid of not being enough, afraid to ruin everything and I ended up letting this love slip between my fingers. Hurting me and her in the process."
"But you can still fix it." Henry said turning another dose of whiskey.
Emma turned to him and watched him for a few moments thinking about the things they had talked about that day. Maybe she could really fix it. Maybe it wasn't too late. Maybe she was enough for Regina.
They continued talking for a while, oblivious to Regina and Gold's conversation, and only when the brunette walked toward them with a glass Emma knew the conversation had not gone well.
Regina narrowed her eyes at them, noting their lazy smiles and the way they were babbling some nonsense.
"Are you drunk?" She looked at them incredulously.
"No." Emma smiled.
"Why do people even fall in love anyway? It's supremely masochistic, it's a colossal waste of time, and it's stupid." Henry said at the same time, and they both looked at him with arched eyebrows.
"You dont believe that." Regina looked from one to the other and then to the nearly empty bottle. "Did you two drink all this by yourself?"
"See my friend Emma here... in love-"
"Hey, kid." The blonde interrupted him before he said anything more than he should. "The subject here is you and your love life, not me."
"Or lack of it do you mean?" Henry laughed bitterly.
"Did something happen with Jacinda?"
"More like nothing happened with Jacinda. Maybe Lucy's right. Maybe we really are all cursed."
"Hey! Hey!" They both said at the same time.
Regina picked up the bottle and the glasses and started walking toward the counter with the two just behind her. "Enough."
"I'm not drunk, Roni." Henry smiled.
"You know what? You and Jacinda are not the only ones stuck." Regina put the bottle back on the shelf and the glasses in the sink. "Victoria Belfrey may be locked up, but we have bigger problems now. And we need help."
"He's not going to help, is he?" Emma rolled her eyes and sat down on the bench in front of the counter.
"Not that this is a surprise, but I really hoped we didn't have to leave town."
"Problems? Who will not help? Get out of the city?" Henry looked confused at them and Emma raised her eyebrow at the last part.
"I'm out of options here in Hyperion Heights, so I'm going to San Francisco."
"San Francisco?" Emma's eyes widened. The idea of traveling with Regina leaving her momentarily a little soberer.
"Okay, what the hell is in San Francisco?"
"An old friend." Regina smiled, alternating her gaze between them.
"Great."
"Who hates me."
"Less great."
"Who?" Emma asked confused. "It's someone I know or someone who appeared after-"
"Someone you know very well, Miss Swan."
"Back to Miss Swan?"
"Only when you join our son to get drunk." Regina whispered in her ear, making her shudder.
"Oh, God." Emma murmured with her eyes closed. Regina's breath on her neck and the tone of her voice sent shivers all over her body and Emma felt her panties soaking wet.
"Gross." Henry grimaced and then he laughed.
"And you, Henry Mills could definitely use the change of scenery. So, what do you say, hmm? Up for a road trip?" Regina turned to him, smiling, pleased with Emma's reaction.
"I'm pretty drunk right now, and I'm pretty sure I don't know what the hell you're talking about, but I do love the idea of leaving Heights for a while."
"In that case you'd better sleep here today." Regina smiled relieved. "I wouldn't be a good friend if I let you drive drunk."
"I don't want to bother you. Besides Jaci lives with you and after today I don't know if would be a good idea..."
"You're right." Regina leaned toward him. "Jacinda lives with me for now, but the house is still mine and I'm sure she'll understand."
"If you say so."
The three of them went upstairs to Regina's house and the brunette tried to hold back the laughter when she saw Emma and her son struggling on the steps to keep from falling. She was angry that they were drunk, but she understood their motives and besides, Henry was major, and she couldn't do anything about it.
She arranged the couch for him and led Emma into the bedroom, sending the blonde to the shower before bed.
"Good evening, Emma." Regina kissed her forehead and smiled at the sight of her as she returned to the bedroom after her shower.
As always, let me know what you found and what you expect for the next chapter. This trip promises and I really want to know what you think will happen (or expect it to happen).